Chapter 38 Sweetheart!

Style: Fantasy Author: Chinese BegoniaWords: 1479Update Time: 24/01/18 17:33:36
Song Yuan and Song Han on the side were shocked.

The aura just now was clearly the symbol of the Demon King.

Song Han even felt that the guardian beast of Xiaoqi Sect was not inferior to him in strength!

"It's not like the powerful ape from the Great Lotus Cult..."

Song Yuan frowned.

"It's indeed not it... When did another demon king appear in the southern wilderness..."

Song Han echoed.

They had been in contact with the powerful ape before and had a lot of understanding. However, the aura that appeared from the Xiaoqi Sect just now was very strange and completely different from the powerful ape.

"Yu Zhan, don't act recklessly, the situation has changed!"

Song Yuan looked at Yu Zhan who was staying in place and reminded him hurriedly.

There is a demon king in Xiaoqi Sect, which is beyond their expectation.

"A demon king is just a beast, nothing to be afraid of!"

After Yu Zhan came to his senses, his face was expressionless.

He may not be a match for the Demon King.

However, Song Yuan and Song Han were genuine King Wu.

Two on one, easily beaten.

What's more, the Song and Yuan Dynasties were still in the middle stage of King Wu's realm!

That demon king's strength is only at the early stage of the demon king realm!

His Yutian Palace is the only fifth-grade sect in Dongling Realm, and his father is the most powerful person in Dongling Realm!

Only when the powerful Martial Emperor comes, Yu Zhan will be afraid!

Below the Martial Emperor, they are nothing!

"Yu Zhan, you..."

Song Yuan suddenly looked at Yu Zhan.

His rude words to the Demon King would most likely lead to death.

Martial King level masters like them rarely take action against people below the Martial King level, because those below the Martial King level are actually no different from ants, and the gap between the two is very large.

But Yu Zhan insulted the Demon King in public. This was a provocation to the Demon King and he was seeking death!

call!

Snapped!

Along with a crisp sound, a clear five-finger palm print appeared on Yu Zhan's face.

This palm print seemed to be branded into his flesh.

The burning pain instantly stimulated Yu Zhan.

"If you dare to hit me, Song Yuan and Song Han, kill him! Kill him!"

Yu Zhan seemed to be crazy, baring his teeth and claws.

He couldn't see the trace of the demon king from Xiaoqi Sect and jumped on the spot anxiously.

Song Yuan scolded: "Young Palace Master, if you continue to mess around, I won't be able to protect you!"

"Song Yuan, do you dare to disobey me?"

Yu Zhan's face was ashen.

Song Yuan's voice suddenly raised a few points: "Since there is a demon king in Xiaoqi Sect, he most likely knows about the Thousand-Year Red Lotus. If he really makes it anxious, do you know what the consequences will be? "

Song Han stepped in front of Yu Zhan, leaned against his ear, and reminded him: "Young Palace Master, if the Thousand-Year Red Lotus matter comes to light because of you, I believe your father will be furious..."

"I…"

Hearing this, Yu Zhan's clenched fists suddenly unclenched.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Yes, they are here for the Millennium Red Lotus. If something goes wrong with the Millennium Red Lotus, the current palace master Yu Wushen will lose the qualification to enter the Martial Emperor Realm!

At that time, even if Yu Zhan is Yu Wushen's biological son, even if he is a peerless genius, Yu Wushen will beat him half to death, or even destroy his divine body.

"Young Palace Master, for the sake of your father, from now on, don't be impulsive again!"

Song Yuan warned.

"Okay, I will remember this account first!"

Yu Zhan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and swallowed into his stomach.

Yang Tong on the side was happy.

Not to mention how happy she was to see Yu Zhan deflated.

"Brother Demon, I have no sense of propriety, please forgive me!"

Song Yuan looked directly at the Qi Yu Palace on the top of the mountain, cupping his fists and saying.

"As a fifth-grade sect, the quality of your Yutian Palace is not as good as that of the lowest first-grade sect!"

"You guys, come up to the palace quickly!"

Yi Huang grasped the air, and his energy spurted out, instantly covering the four of them.

Song Yuan released a defensive barrier in time to cover them, and then allowed the strong wind to push them up to the top of the mountain.

Squeak!

The crimson door slowly opened.

Hundreds of masters fought in the main hall.

On the high platform, Yi Huang sat firmly.

He held his chin with one hand and narrowed his eyelids slightly.

"The two Martial Kings really think highly of my Great Weapons Sect!"

The corners of Yi Huang's mouth rose slightly.

He glanced at the four of them.

One is in the middle stage of the Martial King Realm, and the other is in the early stage of the Martial King Realm.

The remaining two young ones are in the middle and late stages of Wuzong realm.